Page 51 of Always Him


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God.

He groans loudly, his hand still on my leg, his other cupping my cheek, angling me just how he wants me.

His tongue presses against mine and I combust. Just go up in flames.

I gasp and pant as we devour each other’s mouths, my leg wrapped around his waist, his hard cock pressed against mine.

Straining, reaching, wanting.

“Finn,” I groan as he kisses his way down my neck, his hand tilting my head back so he can lick across my Adam’s apple.

He shoves the blanket away from me, revealing my naked body, as he bends over and engulfs my weeping cock with his mouth.

My eyes roll back as I cup the back of his head.

“Finn,” I pant as his head bobs up and down, his warm mouth sucking me down his throat. I can hear it, the wet, slurping sounds and depraved moans emanating from him.

God, I never expected this.Never.

And he’s so good at it, all tongue and spit, his throat contracting around me.

My mouth hangs open, gasping as he works me toward the edge. I lean back slightly and watch him, my chin on my chest, my hands fisted in his hair. I watch how his hands grip my thighs so tightly, possessively. How his back flexes and bunches with each movement.

I try to tug him off because I’m going to come, this feels too good, but he grunts and latches on, pulling me even deeper as I unload into his throat. My entire body quakes and rocks until I am utterly spent.

When it’s done, the tremors of my orgasm subsiding, I lean back on my hands, pulling in air and just staring in awe as Finn slowly pulls his mouth off my dick.

He gives the tip a little kiss before he stands up slowly, his lips swollen, wet, and dripping.

“Finn,” I whisper. “Oh my god,Finn.”

He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and then takes a step back.

“Fuck,” he says, moving even farther away from me. “Shit, I don’t….”

“Come here,” I say, reaching out to him.

He eyes my leg, remembering that I’m not wearing my prosthetic, and moves toward me. He grabs onto me and pulls me into his chest, carrying me back to the bedroom with trembling hands and shaking legs.

He sets me on the edge of the bed, and then stands before me looking unsure and maybe even a little afraid.

I’m not sure what to say, so I go with my normal teasing tone, “Stop looming. Come hold me. I’m injured, Finn. Look at my head. Come make it better.”

He runs a hand down his face and glances away, his throat bobbing.

“I want you to hold me,” I plead.

He bites his lip, eyeing the floor, and then strips off his shirt and shucks off his pants before crawling up against me, pulling me into his chest. A hiss escapes me as he makes contact with my bruise and then he’s over me, pressing his hand gently to my ribs.

“Damn you, Landon. What did you do to yourself?” he mutters, and I huff out a laugh.

“No, damn you, Finn. For having an incredible mouth and not using it on me before. You’ve been holding back on me.”

He huffs out a laugh.

“Suck my dick all the time, Finn. Just cockwarm me.”

“Stop saying that shit,” he mutters as he pulls me gently on top of him, and I tuck my face into his neck, inhaling him.

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